Jersey Shore Summers.



Kids' eyes sparkle through the haze.

While their little faces burrow into a cherry Italian ice...



These are inspirationally sweaty times.

I feel unsympathetic breezes on sandy boardwalks.



Take a stroll Down the stairs to a place where Hot sand crawls between your toes.

See the rolling green waves those colorful waves.

Sense the scents of French fries as I pass a fluttering Monarch butterfly...

Hear Gulls call to me about to vast beauty of the sea and the depths of the ocean...

I feel the unsympathetic breezes at my back...

I feel the Sun on my face...



Beneath round-eyed grandpa shades, I relax feet buried in the sand.

Then it is onto the waves for good body surf.





Look in my eyes and see the changing sky...



Teen duets veer to twilight knotted at the hips



They wear their tank tops, cut-offs, and flip-flops.



Into the night, I see the flash and neon.

I hear the sounds of the bells and the loud calls from the vendors selling a good time.



See the beauty of night... at the Jersey shore the interconnectedness of it all.

It is all about Living, loving and laughing.

I feel like creating dreams that my imagination makes into reality....











Swim dolphin, little one life is beautiful.

Paint me all I see.



Where days pass, I carry neither ghosts nor illusions of forever.

Just give me a day at the beach.

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